splinters

splinters like splinters in the mind thoughts that cannot be left behind faded memories of self like a photo on a shelf behind that glassy shine you're frozen forever in time but as the flotsam rises reality is divided like shards of broken glass are the shadows of the past cutting you into two as you march onward to your doom you were fed from the bowl that they showed you were bred to do what they told you you marched in a line to a sleeping beat you thought the world was at your feet you've seen places you'll never be heard things you'll never see but you dream of being a big gun to have played the game and won tossed a coin and rolled the dice for your chance to play in paradise fighting against the tide in the struggle to survive to get back to where you began up the stream to your end from dust to ash it's just another rehash down the line you were led your fears turned to dread they told you you were free they told you what to be they told you what to see